A\N: a little oneshot fic I wrote in thirty minutes about the Cannibalism Perk in Fallout. I had gotten Fallout 4 recently and had lots of fun on it, but I feel like New Vegas was more exploring than 4. Anyhow, I suck(ed) at Fallout and constantly needed health so I used the perk for the first time and it was so morbid I felt like writing about it.
Anyways, enjoy this piece of evil nefariousness. Set in New Vegas.
It's a divine taste.
Of course, it is an obviously immoral, depraved, disgusting flavor that even the most Wild of the Wasteland. The act itself was hated long before the Great War, long before the societies of the Old World developed. But it was amazing to taste.
Obviously, Jane wasn't open to the idea at all at first. But then, time came to choose whether to survive or whether to die, the Courier chose survival. Now here she was, roasting the leg flesh of a dead Jackal member that had died in a fight. The smell of the cooking sinew traveled up Jane's nose and sparked her mouth to salivate. The night was just beginning, so dinner was as well.
After a few dozen minutes of the flesh roasting, it turned to a crispy, lovely brown. Not waiting another minute, she quickly grabbed the meat from the plate she cooked it over and ignored the burning feeling of the hot food. She dover her teeth into the flesh and ripped of the chunk, the flavor exploding in the taste buds of this immoral act against humanity. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as the flavor coursed throughout her body. She swears, the taste was greater than any drug there is.
She continued to eat the leg over the course of her little dinner. She didn't dare bring her fellow companions for this venture. No, how could she? They would turn on her in an instant, just like every person that seen her do this horrid abomination. She couldn't risk the betrayal.
Soon, the night sky was completely covering up above, and the fire Jane had made was beginning to die down. She nibbled on the leg, only finishing about half of it before she got full. Standing up and finally stomping out the fire, she threw the leg to the bushes, no one was gonna miss or care about the poor Jackal, whoever they were. She licked the greasy coating on her fingers away.
It was truly a divine taste.
A\N: I felt like this was evil as the act itself, but I suppose there's been worse things than writing about video game cannibalism *cough*actualcannibalism*cough*.
Anyways, i should be returning tomorrow to the States, so I'll try to work more on Spark of Fire and The Road Begins Here. Big Bravo out. (1/3/16)